Fated by met 18 + Season 1

It was night in Italy.

Anya was lying on the bed on her stomach, still in a bad mood because of Rivan. She mumbled to herself, "He wanted to make me his slave!" She lay there for a while, then suddenly sat up. She checked the time on her phone - it was midnight! "So late... and that jerk hasn't come back to the room yet." Thinking this, she got off the bed, left the room, and went downstairs to the hall. She heard the faint, mischievous echoes of laughter. Anya headed towards the sound, and there... in the lobby, a full party was going on! Rishabh, Shruti, Siya, Aman, Aarav, and Parul - all were sitting as if giggling over some top-secret joke. Anya crept stealthily towards them. As soon as they saw her, all eyes fixed on her. Anya sat down on the floor with them.

Siya, looking at her with wide eyes, said, "Anya! You should be in Rivan sir's arms right now! What are you doing here?" There was a hint of mischief in her voice.

Anya replied with a feigned shiver, "Uff! I don't want to hear a single word about that rude, cold-hearted person!"

Shruti asked worriedly, "What happened, Anya? Is everything okay?"

Anya took a deep breath, "
Everything's fine... just an overdose of 'rudeness'."

Aman teased Anya, asking, "Where's brother? He never leaves you alone at night..."

Anya glared at Aman.

Aman immediately understood and said, "Ohh... it seems like brother's 'glaring' effect is getting too much on you these days!"

Meanwhile, in the Study Room
Rivan was sitting in the study room, his serious expression indicating that this calm was the silence before a storm. The rapidly scrolling codes and file names on the laptop screen seemed like a secret language. For him, this wasn't just data - it was the foundation of his empire, the map of his every move, the weaknesses of his enemies. Carefully selecting each file, he copied them to his pen drive. This small device was the source of his power, which he wanted to keep safe at any cost. When the data was completely saved, Rivan took a deep breath. The task was done, at least for now. He took out the pen drive and placed it in the drawer next to the study table. A little while later, he got up from his chair and walked out of the room.

He was heading towards the hall when he heard loud laughter, and Anya's voice echoed among them. He walked towards the lobby and saw everyone sitting and playing Truth or Dare. Rivan stood there with his arms crossed, watching them all. Anya was the leader of this game; whenever someone chose 'Truth,' she would make them do a 'Dare,' and everyone had to obey her because she was threatening them in Rivan's name.

She was making them do all sorts of crazy things in the dares.

An evil smile appeared on Rivan's face, and his steps moved towards Anya. Rivan was standing behind Anya; she hadn't noticed him as her back was towards him.

Everyone else had seen Rivan, and their laughter had disappeared, except for Anya whose voice was still echoing.

She was telling Aman to take off his shirt, a dare she had given him.

Aman was about to take off his shirt, but Rivan was glaring at him.

Anya said, "Are you scared? Look, you chose the dare yourself, you have to do it."

Aman replied, "You're threatening me and then telling me to do the dare."

Anya moved towards him, pointing a finger, and said, "Look, if you don't listen to me, I'll complain to Rivan sir. Take off your shirt quickly."

Rivan suddenly embraced her from behind and said, "So keen on making him take off his shirt, are you?"

Anya let out a small scream of fright. Anya was startled; she swallowed and said, "Rivan sir, you? When did you come?"